I will say it would be super nice if people could not get arrested for letting their children play in their own front yards. Because that happened recently. That’s why people stress so much.

Much of the stress may be innate but much of it is manufactured, too, and the especially insane (to me) parts of contemporary childrearing—you can’t go to the park alone, you’re on four travel volleyball teams and two travel baseball teams, you couldn’t possibly do your homework alone so Mommy has to help you—don’t…

Most of the people I know who use daycare are well off, most of the people I know who are stay at home mothers do so because their incomes would be effectively negated by the cost of daycare.

Years ago, when I was in Chicago, my sister-in-law and her boyfriend came to visit and proceeded to screw loudly in the bedroom above ours late into the night. It was annoying and my wife mentioned it to her, which caused a big fight.

I hate people who judge others for the amount they do or do not cry when it comes to death. First of all, someone doesn’t need to be in a constant state of hysterical sobbing to be grieving. I didn’t cry a single tear at my grandfathers funeral because I was too shocked, it lasted weeks afterwards. My sister was so…

Less than 24 hours after my father’s death, my family was siiting in a booth at Chili’s laughing our asses off. Really, really silly-stories, memories (and a touch of hysteria).

A friend of mine died by suicide a few months ago.

What I got from the Queen of Versailles is that the woman is bat shit crazy, but she does love her kids and seems to be a caring person. I think this is just her personal way of grieving, however strange it may be. I doubt she’s in a good state and she’s only taking selfies as a coping mechanism, so she doesn’t…

Yes my older brother passed away and a few of his friends called me icy but I couldn’t cry. my pain was a visceral breathing thing that occupied every thought. I can not remember anything from that year. fuck them for judging her and let her have the damn iced coffee.

Yep, what people look like and what they do at funerals have nothing to do with how they feel inside. When my father died I didn’t shed a tear at his funeral, not even when the casket was closed or lowered into the burial plot - moments at which I thought I was gonna lose it. You’re still in shock, your brain does not…

Grief is personal and not everyone handles it the same way. This woman lost her daughter. Let her grieve her way.

My favorite part of this fake media outrage is the fact that the paparazzi who photographed her aren’t even mentioned.

So she’s a terrible person for wanting to document her kid’s funeral and similing at the mourners? But the papparrazi aren’t terrible people for staking out the kid’s funeral to bring us this “news”?…

Also... you can laugh or sleep or look at your phone or do your hair or eat comfort food when you’re grieving. It’s normal. Nobody stops being human because they’re hurting. Anyway, some people are judgy as fuck.

Everyone smiles at some point at a funeral. Even the mother of the deceased. Everyone.

The whole Jackie Siegel media frenzy is really grossing me out. For god’s sake, the Gawker post suggested the fact that she had an iced coffee at the funeral was callous and inappropriate (apparently coffee is only appropriately sad when it’s hot?). I have no idea how this woman is grieving her daughter’s death, but I…

BIG kudos to your husband for having the backbone and the emotional resilience to get himself (and you) away from that bullshit. Those all sound like just pathologically horrible people.

My deranged, naracisstic ex is stalking me via my friends. He claims to have no idea why I won't talk to him, have blocked him in every conceivable way humanly possible and have instructed his family on the horrors I endured while we were together (which they believe, to my relief).

Denying things that actually happened is called gaslighting, in case you didn't know, and pretty serious emotional abuse in my opinion.

"A common story among parents who have estranged adult children is how much they had focused on their children, how much they did to make sure their children had all the best advantages, made them the center of the family universe — and often how they treated them more like an equal or an adult than a child.
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My mother has a lot of mental health issues (bipolar depression and borderline personality disorder) and she doesn't process guilt at all well. So she denies things so aggressively and persistently that you start to wonder if they ever really happened. I am (mostly) estranged from her because she was emotionally…